Brig had been away for 10 days before returning on Friday evening. We spent Saturday at the park since the weather was so nice. As a bonus, Andrew consented to wearing something besides his track suit. They were the best-dressed little brothers in the park, in my estimation.
Brig took the boys to McDonalds after dropping me off at the C&O path. I was to run down into Vienna and meet them at our favorite park, pictured here. I guess is was not as many miles as I hoped, because I beat them there. (As an aside, please take note of the figure in the other swing to Andrew's left. It looks like a doll but it was actually a little girl. Does it make anyone else laugh, too?)
I just want to add that in the 60 hours that he was home, he easily reinserted Will's tube (something a nurse failed to do after 20 min of trying), he woke up early with Will on Saturday, did the dishes, played in a basketball game and scrubbed two toilets. My Saturday went the way many women's Birthday Saturday or Mothers' Day Saturday would have gone.
Showing off the gifts Daddy brought back from Richmond (mini monster trucks, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle for Andrew and Hot Wheels for Will). Will is actually crying here.
And here. We waited too long before pulling out the camera. He really had been happy to see his dad at first.